“Let me finish,” I say, exhaling in frustration. “I can handle myself, Sebastian, this is what always happens. Just let me explain.” He’s frowning deeply and I really don’t want to be harsh, but I am going to have to say this. “I can take care of myself, Sebastian. For several years, I was alone.
He reaches up, picking a strand of wet hair from my face before cupping my face and kissing my forehead softly. His actions are confusing me. Why is he so calm? “When did you figure it out?” I ask him curiously. “It wasn’t hard, especially when you do the math. Somehow… I now complete the Sable T
ZAIA. I run the brush through my hair, staring distractedly at my reflection. Gerard is Sebastian’s father… I would never have made the link, even with the screaming similarity that Sebastian does look like a King. How and why? Why would they have chosen Gerard? Is it because he’s an Alpha? Or
Everyone is to shift and prepare to shift. We strengthen our youth from a young age. Running, sports, self-defence, we start with these, and we teach them in a way that when we come of age, we will shift.” The meeting with the high members of the staff has commenced, and two hours have already pass
ZAIA. “What’s wrong?” I ask, concerned. The meeting has ended, and we had just gotten home. I immediately called Dad in the car but he had not picked up, making me extremely worried. Sebastian had told me to remain calm, and I was relieved when he had rang back a few moments ago. “Calm down, Zaia
“Really? What did he say?” Jai asks. “Let’s discuss that when you return,” Sebastian says. I nod “Alright then, let’s head out now, it’s almost time.” I say, glancing at my watch. “Take care of yourself,” Sebastian says. I nod as he bends down, kissing my cheek fleetingly before he steps back. O
A display of power that although I may be cordial, I am still very much an Alpha who will not tolerate disrespect or betrayal. “Of course, I understand,” he replies. We walk in silence for several minutes and even I realise they are taking detours and backtracking to confuse us. But I have not los
ZAIA. I watch as Olivan rushes towards the window. The taste of betrayal stings strongly. Jai growls as Atticus launches himself at Olivan who kicks him off, knocking the wind from him, and making Atticus inhale the gas. “Atticus!” I shout as Olivan pulls out a gun, but it’s knocked from his hold